First Time For Everything

During my high school year, one night my friends and I were messing around with a Ouija board. We had done it before. Nothing remarkable had ever happened. We usually did it to try and scare each other or our girlfriends. We all thought it was a joke.

This night there was no one else home except the 7 of us. We were all sitting around the board. One of the girls wanted to try it. She had never done it before. But this time was different.

The board misspelled some of the words the same way every time. It gave answers that seemed really historically accurate for our town. Things we neither knew or cared about. The “spirit” claimed it was a 10 year old boy who had died on the property in the 1800s. He said he was buried there too, in an unmarked grave. My friend’s house was on a farm on the edge of town. We were all a little freaked out because the board had never been so detailed and consistent. However, we were still skeptical. We were all assuming one of us was trying to scare the rest.


Finally, my friend asked if the spirit could do something to prove he was there with us. It went to Yes and then spelled out k-n-o-c-k. Then the planchette stopped moving. We just all stared at it silently. Then there was a rap-rap-rap on the window right next to us. The lights were on outside and there was absolutely no one out there.

We never touched that board again.

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